"I found her." He uttered as he flipped on the photos that he kept for years.

She was beautiful wearing the academy uniform, with a smile on her face. One of the exclusive schools in the city. He pulled out his phone and called the phone that he bought for her. It was ringing and after a few rings she answered it in a sleepy voice.

"Did I wake you up?"

"I-"

"Don't dare to leave the villa without my permission. There are lots of bodyguards around the villa."

"Okay." She still sounds so sad. Though he doesn't want that. "Uhm, I-I just wanted to go back to work."

"I am providing you everything you need. Don't even think about it."

"But I don't want you to provide me anything. I have work and I earn from it."

"Don't be stubborn, Keira. Rest. I'll be there before you know it." He hung up without saying anything goodbye.

He might be too cold to her. That's because he's angry at what she did. What goes in her head to sell herself in the auction. If he doesn't find it out sooner, he'll be doomed.

Keira, stubborn as always. He grinned and suddenly it disappeared when he remembered clearly what happened that day. The day that they both can't reach each other. He didn't know at this moment why she never recognized him. The fact that he took advantage of everything just to get her was enough to protect her and make her remember him again.

Alessandro did something that would make her angry. Marriage. He made her sign a marriage contract and other details that are needed to get a marriage license after he took her innocence. He promised her to have it and marry her back when they were too innocent. This time, he had that promised fulfilled.

He remembered that night, it was full of passion and there's no way that he hurt her so much.

He took out the box that contained two rings. It was supposed to be their wedding rings but it seemed like she had no idea what she signed.

He attended meetings and work all day. Didn't expect the time. He picked a few papers and told his secretary Emerald Ross to pack it. Since his secretary is unmarried, he is dedicated to his work to him. He's the little boss of his big company. Using his chopper, they reach the villa without any hassle. He got his own helipad on the villa and he took the briefcase.

He went to his room, finding her already sleeping on the big king bed. He glanced at the video that is played in a lower sound. He forced her to watch it so she could learn something but it turns out it makes her fall asleep. He took a quick shower and lay on bed, hugging her from behind.

He watched the couple doing lewd things from the television. He turned his head to her. Seeing her wearing such thin clothing, her breast molding made him want her. Never in his life has he had a big attraction like this.

Those years with her are his treasure that he always kept. They are both attracted and in love with each other. And it has to be the tragedy that breaks them apart. He turned off the big television on the wall and watched her breathing. Now that he has her, he won't let anyone take her away from him.

He went to the table and poured himself some whiskey and he opened the balcony as he watched the fireflies around the biggest tree in his villa. He takes her away from people just to save her. Only a few people knew about his villa. Not even his father or his step-mother knew about it. He finished the glass and walked back to bed, finding her sitting up and looking at him dazed.

Without a word, she strode to the bathroom. He waited on the bed until she came and was thinking if she had to sleep on his side. He patted the bed and she did sit down still hesitating.

"Go back to sleep." He demanded as he lay down on the right side and waited for her.

"W-why, can I have my own room?"

"No. You are my woman; you have to sleep in my room. Our room. Remember the contract you signed two nights ago?" She was about to say something again but he pulled her down and straddled her. He delicately kisses her lips. He smirked when she participated in his kiss. She can't deny the attraction between them. "You can visit your mom tomorrow, then you'll go shopping." She gaped on what he said. "I only wanted the best for my woman." He stroked her hair. "Go back to sleep."

"Why?"

"Why-what?" he lay beside her and propped his elbow on the pillow, leaning his head on his palm.

He must know that he looked so damn attracted at that pose. He could be a model in male's magazine and be nude, and let women and guys drool over his body. Lots of women might throw themselves at him but why would he keep her? Just to be a bed warmer? But a woman like her is on a low price but why would he dare to buy her a big amount?

"Why do you have to buy me for a big amount of money and take care of my mother's bills? Why would you have to keep me here as your prison?"

He smirked and reached her hair.

"Baby, you aren't a prisoner here. You are the Queen of this house. Full of body guards to keep you company and protect you. But still you need the King's permission if you want to go out and shop and waste some money." He said softly.

"Wasting money isn't on my mind." She uttered. He just looked straight at her like he could see her transparently.

"I know."

"But why would you bother?"

"Lots of questions, are you tired? I'm tired but if you're not, let's go take the shower."

"I'm on my period." He reached the leg line of her sexy dress and caressed it, slightly touching her skin. She gasped on what he did. Still, it has a big effect on both of them.

"But we already did it. And I don't really-really care if you are on your period."

"It's gross."

He sneered at her and moved closer to her. She froze when she expected him to kiss her lips but he slightly planted his lips on her chin and down to her chest. 

"How about the movie that you watched?"

"It's disgusting." He grinned at her, breathing on her neck.

"Not anymore. You aren't a virgin anymore." She squeezed her legs. She felt aroused even though she's on her period. Is there s

uch a feeling? "Besides, orgasm will help your cramps to go away." He mumbled.

He was in fact aroused and he didn't know if he could get her off the hook. She gently pushed her hand to his chest and turned back from him.

She's playing hard to get and acts like a virgin where in fact they had sex last night and she enjoys it a little. When she felt his big warm hands on her stomach, and his warm lips on her naked shoulder, she felt it through her whole body, the electricity running through her veins. Her globes hardened and she felt the heat between her hips. He kept sucking her skin, pushed away her hair from her neck, inserted his big hands to her thin night dress and did what his big hands could do.

She actually moaned, just on his touch and kiss and that's when he started stimulating her nipples, capturing her mouth. Like it was an endless kiss. She was suddenly drunk of desire but she didn't know who slept first from their kissing.

She woke up late. If she didn't hear the maid coming in she wouldn't get awake. They are preparing something for her clothing and then her food is served. She went to the bathroom to wash up and settle it on the balcony.

She was like the Queen of the villa just like he said because they serve her everything and it bores her a little without doing anything. It bores her to death.

The sedan was tinted in black and like no one can see her from the outside. It was a long drive but she didn't complain just to see her mother. She received a call from the Lover that she didn't know the name.

"Hello?"

"You can spend your time with your mother but I am only giving you three hours. Spend the rest of your time shopping."

"I would rather spend my time with my mother the whole day."

"Then spend two hours of time shopping or else I'll drag you to the mall." He will surely do it.

But why would he bother to make her go shopping and waste some money. She had tasted how to waste money when she was a teenager. Those are times when they are rich. Yet she never missed it.

Her mother looked better than before. She was transferred to an exclusive hospital and in the VIP room. They had found a donor and the doctor said that the surgery is also settled. She was relieved, yet she had to take some time to be with the man. The woman smiled at her dearly.

"Did he push you on something that you don't want?" She was surprised that her mother would ask such things. But she smiled, he actually pushed her to be a good mistress and spend a lot of his money.

"He's not that bad." But he did force her a little on sex-yet crazy that her body wants it.

"He's a good man. He'll take care of you. I haven't taken care of you for a long time and I should be the one helping you on bills-" her mom is composed but she knows all of her emotions.

"Mom, I can do it."

"He'll help you on what is for you." She didn't quite understand what her mother meant.

Her mother needs to rest so she has to go shopping like a good mistress does and spend a lot of his money on clothes, jewelry, shoes and other stuff. She was bored and her shoes were biting her feet.

So, she bought a comfortable one that wouldn't bite her feet and that's all she bought. But a woman came, said to be Mr. De Alegre's assistant. Moira. Like two or three years older than her and said to buy more clothes.

Her shoulders suddenly slump and she lets the woman choose different kinds of expensive clothes. There are sleeping clothes, sexy, and the underwear are even sluttier. She just lets her do almost all of the stuff and what catches her eyes most is on the other shop.

A music store and the cello caught her eyes. It wasn't as beautiful as the one she had but it's enough to be played and practiced. She hasn't touched a cello for years and her hands are itching for it.

She's never been tired of her life. She still has dinner with him. She thought that he wouldn't bring his mistress to public places but he did. They are at a private table and she watched him slice the steak gracefully and place it in front of her. She looked at his face. So handsome and lots of women probably fell in love with him and wanted him to accompany them in bed. But why was she stuck to him?

"Menstrual syndrome?" she was startled about his sudden question. "Do you have medicine for it?" She shook her head like a shy little girl but she wasn't that shy. "You look pale. Did Moira tire you or something? Didn't you like the dresses?"

"Uhm, I don't need it all. I have my own clothes if I could get it from my friend's house."

"You don't need those."

"I am comfortable in those clothes."

"Okay, I'll handle it." He said dotingly without showing too much expression.

"But-" he sipped on his wine.

"Let's eat."

She looked pale. Maybe because of her bleeding. So, he asked for foods that are good for menstrual. Still, she looked drowsy and helpless. He took her home using his chopper so they would have a good rest. He went to his study to have a quick review of his report and call his secretary about her things from her friend's house.

He even pulled out the rectangular box that contained a gift for her. And the most beautiful gift that he was about to give on her 18th birthday was sitting in the middle of his study room covered with a red velvet fabric. Although he gave her a very memorable gift, he still searched around the other country to give her something as a post-gift.

What else would he ask for at this moment? Memories? If she remembered it all, would things be easier for both of them? Or would she still run off like she's trying to do?

He went to their bedroom and found her lying sideways hugging a pillow, all of the duvet was wrapped around her. He wondered why she was cold when it felt so hot inside the room. He reached his hand to her forehead. Her temperature was high, she was burning. She's sweating a little and her whole face is flushed. So, he rang the maids to bring medicine.

Is it too bad that she has to catch a fever by simply going to the shop?

He tried to wake her up but it's no use so he smashed the medicine, put it on the water, held it inside his mouth and pushed his mouth to hers so she would drink it. She slightly opened her eyes and coughed a little. He wiped her lips and gave her water. She drank a little and she's still lightheaded.

"My poor girl." He uttered and kissed her forehead.

He asked for a container of water and ointment. He removed all of her clothes except her sexy panties. He wiped her whole body and massaged her head with the ointment and her face. He learned this acupuncture from her. He always had migraines that he endured those times, lack of sleep. During their break time, she would make him lay down on her lap and massage his face and head.

He gently kisses her middle chest and puts her into his shirt which would be more comfortable for her. She's just a simple girl. Once was a princess of a family and belonged to an elite society. And now, he's willing to give it all to her. Things that she really deserves.

He watched her sleep, and turned on the fan in a low whirl and hugged her as he covered the comforter to her. Suddenly his phone rang and he hesitated to answer it. But he reached it and he immediately went to the balcony to answer it.

"Yes?"

"I had sent an email to you. Your encrypted email. I am still investigating the major incident in their family."

"Thank you." He hung up and checked the email.

It makes him frown more. Suddenly his head feels like it's going to break. He hears a tick from his head and the migraine starts killing him. He reached the drawer and drank his medicine. He put his phone on the drawer and lay down beside her. She pushed the covers and rolled toward him.

Since he was also feeling sick, he reached her and let her pillow on his chest and cover the comforter as he gently wiped her sweat.

Odd feeling that she felt lighter than last night. She partially saw him kissing her and tasted the medicine. She looked at the body that she's pillowing. A good body is built. Look strong and hard but have smooth skin. She gently glanced up at him. His arms were around her and he looked so handsome while sleeping peacefully.

She wanted to turn back and move away but she just couldn't. She felt stuck beside him. She just pillowed on his chest and if he would allow her that way all day, she wouldn't complain. It feels like she's familiar with it. She's also wearing his shirt and it's very much more comfortable than those slutty negligee. 

What woke him up was the ringing of the phone and the vibration of the phone on the drawer. She immediately moved away from her and he sat up rubbing his eyes gently, pulling out the phone from the drawer.

"Yes? Hmm, cancel my schedule for this morning. I'll be there later." He hung up and she felt his embrace from behind and he kissed her shoulder. "I'll check your temperature."

She gasped when he inserted his hand under her shirt and scooped her breasts and then reached her neck and then her underarm.

"Good. Next week, let's get ready for our honeymoon. I want some babies."

"What?" She frowned at him.

"You heard me. Don't you want some?"

"I am just your mistress-I don't want~~"

"Yes, you are. And you aren't just my mistress, Keira." His one and only mistress.

She tilted her head, puzzled by his words but he pointed his forefinger to her nose and she just shut up and leaned to him.

Breakfast in bed. She was baffled because he has to cancel his schedule for this morning. It's already past 9 and they are eating porridge and other healthy foods. He even fed her. Was all of his mistresses served this way by him? She never thought that he had this sweet side of him. She took a warm bath and he interrupted. She was sick last night but he didn't care about it.

She felt his hardness but he didn't make a move and force himself inside her. Instead, he pleasured her with his fingers. Under the warm water, she was shuddering in pleasure and came naturally, his mouth on hers. She was flushed and felt shy but he didn't care at all. All he cared about was sex.

"I'll be leaving for work now." He sucked her supple lips and stood up and was about to leave half aroused.

He doesn't want to do it with a sick poor girl. Somehow, he has to control himself over her. It's been a very long time since he had touched her. However, he's too lucky to even take advantage of his poor sweetheart.

"Wait, I didn't know your name yet."

A naughty smile draws across his face. He strode toward her to get back to the tub, pulled her to his arms and made her sit on his hard on. She gasped. It still surprises her how hard he is.

They make love in the bathtub, making her say his name and he succeeds. It just made his day even more special.

After their love-making in the bathtub, Alessandro called it a day. She still needed to have her beauty rest.

He picked her up, dried her, wrapped her on the robe and put her down on the sofa inside the wide bathroom. She looked so drained because of his sudden attack. She looked pleased with what he did. She wasn't just a mistress or other woman. But his mistress and the woman of his heart. He kisses her forehead and gives her a glass of water.

"You are still bleeding, so you take a rest." He said softly.

She dressed up and dried her hair. She had fallen asleep quickly the moment she lay on the bed.

Alessandro pulled out a ring from his drawer and looked down at her. Should he tell her what she signed? She seemed to forget about it. He wondered why she kept forgetting things. Maybe she was too tired that night.

That night, he pointed to her on what to sign without reading it. Why didn't she realize it? He gently kissed her forehead. He's worried that her amnesia would also affect her present life. There are possibilities too.